Life at its most is life in its leastLiving on life aloneCrawling towards peace, random and pureLove is master of willTaking action by reaction pourin..
After the showers the drops rain againDrippingSlipping off tress and into guttersLeaving the smell of earth fresh until the sun dries itThrough the gr..
Yawns shake my bodyAll the oxygen in the world wouldn't be enoughTo fill my aching lungs would take a titanicBut my sickness is my iceberg and I am si..
Happiness is perceived as using this color to writeLove is perceived as flawlessTears are perceived as painArt is perceived as expressionNOHappiness i..
Rain falls drops of joySplattering the groundSplashing on the cracked sidewalksPainting pictures of life andDrawing out the earthSmells like homeLike ..
Flows like inkSeeping through your veinsGraspingHopingTearing at the seams where the hum of genius whinesNever before heard songsLost in fairy talesFo..
Fresh cityscapes to start anewNo way to replace what they thought of youBroken skylines, melting walls, oozing bricksNothing calls.Fires of truth, lie..